"Jiang Cheng, come to the office after school."
The old lady had made up her mind.
Comparing reserve with missing out on a language genius, it’s insignificant.
"Okay, teacher."
Jiang Cheng stepped forward to help the old lady down from the podium.
"Take it slow."
She had long noticed that the old lady’s legs were not in good shape. The support made the old lady feel a bit awkward yet somewhat pleased.
She was pleased with Jiang Cheng’s attentiveness and glad for Jiang Cheng’s carefulness.
No matter which aspect you look at, this child is material for a good translator.
"Don’t forget after school."
Feeling cherishing and unable to hold back, the old lady reminded, and Jiang Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Don’t worry, I’ll go right after school."
The old lady left the classroom satisfied and happened to meet Teacher Hu, who was coming for the next politics class.
Teacher Hu stepped back and checked the class sign.
Didn’t go to the wrong place?
He looked at his watch.
The time was right too.
Strange, since when did Lü Dadao stay after class?
Teacher Hu was a small old man in his fifties, and his short goatee trembled with his smile.
"Teacher Lü just left."
The old lady, too, Teacher Lü gave a cold "Hmm" with a slight tilt of the head.
"Oh oh oh—please, go ahead."
Teacher Hu immediately made way, letting Teacher Lü go first, and couldn’t resist urging: "Take it slow."
Teacher Lü left coldly, without responding.
Teacher Hu didn’t mind.
"Ring ring ring—"
The class bell rang, and Teacher Hu went to the podium and glanced at Jiang Cheng.
"This student’s position is like a strategic point, capable of attack and defense, not bad, not bad."
Beside the lectern, Jiang Cheng immediately stood up, quickly climbing up the pole.
"Thank you for your praise and affirmation, teacher. My name is Jiang Cheng."
Teacher Hu’s goatee quivered; did he compliment?
"Alright, alright, sit down."
Teacher Hu didn’t care where Jiang Cheng sat, it was just his character joking around, standing on the podium and pulling out the quotations for everyone to learn.
In these times, everyone could recite the quotations.
Politics class was also the most active course for students, their admiration for the instructor pure and sincere.
After a passionate politics class ended, many subconsciously cast their eyes on Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng took the lead, using geographic advantages, darting out of the classroom first and running downstairs towards the school gate.
"Grandma Shen, the teacher asked me to go to the office, wait for me for a while!"
"Okay! No rush."
Upon hearing Grandma Shen’s reply, Jiang Cheng turned and ran towards the office.
Grandma Shen at the gate stood up with some concern, Shen Xing’s little face was stern.
In everyone’s fixed impression, being called to the teacher’s office was not a good sign.
Gatekeeper Uncle Wang thought for a moment and said, "No worries, Jiang Cheng isn’t a troublemaker."
Grandma Shen: Not causing trouble is true... but she isn’t afraid of trouble either!
The only one who discovered Jiang Cheng’s essence, Grandma Shen, felt a lonely chill from high above.
At the gate, Lin Chengyuan, who came to pick up He Dan, had a knowing glint flash in his eyes and a slightly mocking smile.
Just the third day at night school and already criticized by the teacher, truly a mess that couldn’t be helped.
"Chengyuan."
He Dan came out.
Lin Chengyuan stepped forward two steps, a handsome couple, many night school classmates looked at them with envy.
"Her man comes to pick up every day."
"Heard he’s working at the machinery factory."
"You said, how come He Dan has such good fortune."



Lin Chengyuan reflexively refuted.
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